Jean's face was beet red, and she just wanted to find a crack in the wall to crawl into. Having something like this overheard was even more embarrassing than having someone discover the doujinshi categorized by kinks on your hard drive and then start critiquing them.
Uh, maybe having the kink doujinshi discovered is actually more embarrassing.
The only consolation was that this white garment was incredibly magical; although it was highly absorbent, a simple shake would dry it right off.
So, Jean was currently properly clothed rather than running around naked looking for a bedsheet.
However, the awkwardness and shame still remained. In Jean's limited life experience, the best way to bypass awkwardness was to change the subject.
"May I ask who you are?" It was a bit stiff, but it had the advantage of being simple and effective.
"I am Shiraori. You could consider me your senior, responsible for helping you get through the initial stage."
Employee training, veterans mentoring newcomers—it was a common enough practice. But the name Shiraori, especially when combined with the evil god 'D' from before...
"It is exactly as you are thinking, although that is a past from a very long time ago. And you will encounter many more things of this nature," Shiraori explained.
Although it sounded confusing, at least it was clear that the girl in front of her was indeed the spider-girl she knew. In her memories, the spider-girl Shiraori was a formidable existence capable of clearing underground labyrinths while performing stand-up comedy, but after turning into a human form, she had started acting cold and silent instead.
"I am not acting cold; I just find interaction to be troublesome."
"!!" After the shock, Jean raised her hand weakly and asked, "Um, can you know what I am thinking?"
"Your thoughts are lingering on too shallow a level; they are very easy to read." This time, she explained in a gentle tone.
It seemed Shiraori wasn't angry about her previous rude thoughts. After letting out a sigh of relief, she tentatively tried to introduce herself in the Japanese style.
"I am Jean. Please take care of me from now on."
However, upon hearing Jean's self-introduction, Shiraori seemed somewhat surprised.
"It seems you have already finished your self-awareness and physical coordination, and you woke up earlier than expected. You really are excellent."
Although she only partially understood, she still realized this was a compliment.
"Thank you. So, what should I do next?"
"Not long from now, there will be a Reincarnation Space trial for newcomers from various factions. It is a good opportunity to get started and farm points, and what you need to do before then is master the basic powers contained within this body."
After a slight pause, Shiraori continued, "You should be able to use the system now. Just think'System' in your mind to bring it up."
Hearing Shiraori's words, she thought'System' to herself.
[Welcome]
[You have unread system logs - Click to expand -]
[Log: XXXX.XX.XX: First use, initializing, time calibration, user binding, waiting for user to complete self-awareness.]
[Log: Self-awareness complete, named: Jean, welcome user Jean, all existing functions unlocked.]
[Physical Attributes]
[Equipped Items]
[Target Assessment]
[Mission]
[Point Balance]
Looking at this system that appeared before her eyes like a cheap game interface, only the [Mission] option had animation effects that completely distinguished it from the other options, and it would also flash on its own from time to time, looking just like the titles in DNF.
Then, she clicked on these options one by one from top to bottom:
The [Physical Attributes] option contained a description of herself. It didn't display Strength, Agility, or Intelligence as in novels, but instead showed her identity, status, and relevant explanatory text.
Name: Jean
Identity: Original (Evil) God, evil god retainer
Status: Normal, under evil god contract.
Location: Freestanding space with ownership (Unnamed).
Possessed Attribute: Anemo (Inactive) (Not an imitation human like those in Genshin Impact that rely on external organs to make contact with elements, but a body specially crafted by 'D'. You can use Anemo affinity without a vision, and even have the chance to use other elements.)
It felt like this passage spoiled a huge secret about Genshin Impact, but since she couldn't play it anyway, it didn't matter. Besides, who could say for sure with MHY's stuff?
[Equipped Items] were the items she could currently command.
Top made by Shiraori X1
Pants made by Shiraori X1
Underwear (set) specially made by Shiraori X1
[Target Assessment] was arguably the only useful function. This was an appraisal ability that could interpret items or life forms not too far above her own level. Although it couldn't provide detailed data, it could produce a comment. If the target possessed a known power system, it could convert her own data into that system for comparison.
She aimed this assessment system at Shiraori:
[Character Assessment:
Name: Shiraori
Danger Level:?????
Details:?????]
Then rows of question marks filled the entire screen. She aimed the target at the clothes on her body again.
[Item Appraisal:
Name: Top made by Shiraori
Grade: Grade system not loaded
Details: A garment woven from Shiraori's silk threads. Although it has effects like being difficult to damage, breathable, sweat-wicking, and instantly washable, the material is too tough to be dyed. At the same time, the creator's own aesthetic sense is mediocre, leading to an exceptionally old-fashioned style. It can barely pass as pajamas.]
Although it looked like a semi-finished product with the grade system not even implemented, the snark in the details was extremely sharp. It made her wonder if someone was writing this in the backend.
Next was [Mission]; the page was empty, showing "Unassigned." Finally, it was the turn of [Point Balance]: Current points: 0, Accumulated points: 0.
Finishing her exploration of the system, she nodded at Shiraori.
"I'm done looking. It's not as heaven-defying, earth-shattering, or life-peaking as I imagined." Since her thoughts would be read, she might as well be honest and just say what was on her mind.
"This system was made by 'D' herself. If you have any requests, you can just ask her to add them for you. But the system is, at best, an aid. If you want to become stronger, you still have to rely on yourself."
She nodded earnestly. Since she had become a worker again, she should start by improving her own abilities. If her efficiency went up, although she would not necessarily slack off more, she could work less overtime.
"Next, we should excavate the abilities inherent to your body. I also have some understanding of the character Jean: a combination of Anemo and knightly swordsmanship, while also possessing recovery abilities."
"Then, should I try to replicate Jean's moves from the game?"
"While you could do that, I don't recommend it. You must know that power and will are directly linked. You do not have the resolve to protect Mondstadt, so it is difficult to replicate the same moves, and you might not even be able to produce Anemo with healing capabilities."
Then, Shiraori opened her palm, and a green ball of wind emerged, which she threw towards Jean.
In the blink of an eye, the green ball of wind submerged into Jean's body. For a split second, she felt like she had sensed something, but it also felt like nothing had happened.
Shiraori nodded gently, then used her silk threads to weave a fence and had Jean crawl inside.
Just while Jean was still completely bewildered, she threw out a pile of things that looked like cocoons, and then, from within the cocoons, white spiders that had been her clones in the early years crawled out.
"Next, try to use the power of the wind to defeat these spiders."
However, Jean didn't react at all and just stood there, right at the moment when Shiraori was about to check her status with slight confusion.
A huge scream rang out: "Eek! Spiders, eeeeeek!!!"
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